So, hmm...
Let's see, noticeable events...
It's official, Friction is going through chemotherapy, and me losing my job is not the worst of it, because Friction can't be operated on due to the risks of such an operation. Apparently, the tumor is in an area in her chest that's quite difficult to touch, or at least that's what I've been told. At any rate, it's making her cough randomly and give her asthma-like symptoms. Ehhh....
Less importantly, my dad found my headphones and my wallet in the washing machine, after they had been washed, of course. I feel like making puns, but then again, not really. I still haven't tested the headphones. Who bets they will work?
On another note, I think I'll upload another picture from states.
Don't mess with the mafia. Next year, the picture will be much more blurry due to the flash of light on all the trophies. :D
Speaking of which, I and the mafia would be glad to teach calculus at anytime in preparation for next year, in which I predict we will sweep every possible place... but we'll see how that goes.
On, and lastly, if you went to states, I'm supposed to give you a consent form. I'm afraid that pictures and media taken will be converted into an official Atlantic Math Club Website and may be posted onto the announcements.... heh, heh, heh.